Surfacing Breathing Submerged too long In what was What it never Should have been Marriage Simple word Supposed to be everything And it was none of it Nine long years
Stepping free Back into being me The world of the living A world full of people In search Of my prison Which I had only just left Or something of a mimic Meeting of flesh Avoidance of minds People needing Not knowing what Reaching out Hurting And being hurt Slow dance Of desires Hopes gone unanswered Compromising Slipping into mistakes Sweating bodies Released needs And empty homes Culture shock World gone mad Rabid for love Finding only an itch Unable to scratch
